#lee!zander

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When and how did Maeve find out Zander was ticklish? (And is it effective in tournament settings?)

Oh I'm glad you asked-

Maeve usually strikes up conversations with some of her competitors before tournaments. Sometimes to gauge how durable/muscular her opponents are she'll, quite literally, feel them out, whether it be their biceps, abs, etc.

Usually the people she appraises don't give much a reaction outside of boastfully bragging about their gains to her.... But....

Maeve was (pleasantly) surprised when she felt THIS new guy Zander's muscles in his abdomen tense and quiver under the light knead of her fingers...!

The speed at which he grabbed her hand to stop her was surprising... But she found herself more amused than anything! That, coinciding with the reddening of his cheeks could only mean one thing;

He's ticklish!

Needless to say, Maeve would mentally note that information down.

It'll DEFINITELY come in handy during tournaments. :')

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Preview: Rick and Morty vs Cthulhu #4

Rick and Morty vs Cthulhu #4 preview. It's R'yleh happening! #comics #comicbooks #cthulhu

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Still Watching? | l.c (m)

❀ Pairing: Lee Chan x f. Reader 

❀ Summary: Blood and Popcorn with your newly minted boyfriend is your favorite. Except now you watch a lot less Buffy and a lot more of Chan. 

❀ Word Count: 2,153

❀ Genre: Established Relationship, PWP

❀ Type: Smut

❀ Rating: 18+ Minors are strictly prohibited from engaging in and reading this content. It contains explicit content and any minors discovered reading or engaging with this work will be blocked immediately.

❀ Warnings: Shameless pwp, explicit language, explicit sexual content including nipple play, vaginal fingering, a little bit of teasing/edging, cheesy banter. 

❀ A/N: I am writing this as penance to @daechwitatamic to hold her over while I work on things that are not Lee Chan!! 

❀ A/N 2: This is the same couple from Blood & Popcorn but you do not need to read the first story to read this one :) 

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“Honestly, it is so obvious this show was written by a man,” You mutter, watching as Buffy yells at Zander. “He wants to be a hero for her soooo bad.”

“Xander is the worst,” Chan sighs. You rise and fall with his chest, your back pressed against his front where you lay against him. His knees cage you in on either side of your hips, your ass planted firmly between his legs with his arms around your middle, fingers playing with the hem of your shirt. “He really thinks he should win the girl just because he’s a nice guy.” 

“Truly, he has like… very few other qualities than being a nice guy.” 

He hums. “At least Spike knows he’s an asshole. It’s guys like Xander who think just because they’re not blatantly awful that it makes them dateable.” 

“A lot of guys think that.” 

“Mhmm. I’m a rare breed.” 

You crane your neck to look up at him. You can hear and feel the steady thud of his heart, smell the hint of aftershave and menthol from his shower earlier, feel the heat of his skin. It makes you a little dizzy and you unfocus on the screen, studying the gentle curve of Chan’s mouth. 

“You’re surely something,” you mutter in response, grinning a little as you look away toward the screen. His fingers slip under your shirt, skimming your waist. You suppress a shiver, suddenly hyper aware of the way his fingers scrape against you. 

“I’m a nice guy and I know that it takes more than being a decent human being to get the girl.”

“Oh yeah? Remember the time it took four years to confess your feelings to me? What do you know, Lee Chan?”

“Hmm. Data is insufficient. Need more evidence regarding that specific example.” 

For a moment, you’re unable to respond, lids fluttering as Chan continues to caress your lower stomach and hips. His touch is completely innocent, no suggestion that he intends anything. That he means anything. It’s a motion that is instinctual for him, so naturally to have his hands on you that it almost makes it worse. 

Just knowing how easy it is for him to love you never fails to surprise you. You don’t know how you never saw it before. 

Now it seems silly to have ever thought that Chan was anything less than in love with you. It’s in the way he naturally gravitates toward you in every room. It’s in the way he can be totally focused on something else, but his hand reaches out for you, not even really noticing that he’s seeking you out. It’s  in the way that you mold so perfectly into his chest, made to be there. 

“You don’t know your own data?” you shoot back eventually, snuggling a little closer to him. If you could crawl into his hoodie, you would. For now, this is fine. “Seems like you don’t know much.” 

“Hmm?” His fingers stop moving. You feel the question hum against you. “I don’t know much?” 

“Nope.”

Your heart starts to pick up. Chan’s fingers start stroking your skin again but you feel the difference. His blunt nails scrape across your skin, raising goosebumps on your arms. He skims his hands higher and back down, touch light over your ribs. Every time his fingers dance up your side, his reach goes a little higher. 

A tightness forms in your throat. You try to keep your breathing even and will yourself not to squeeze your thighs. You are pressed too close to him for him not to tell if you squirm. Chewing your lip, you stare at the screen totally unseeing. 

“Hm.” Chan’s deep hum hints at trouble. You feel your hands get clammy. “I think I know some things. Like for example…” He trails off for a moment, hand brushing under your left breast. Your teeth dig into your bottom lip, fighting a twitch. “I know that your favorite color on me is green.” 

“Green is a good color on anyone.”

“I know that you like the feeling…” His hand skates low this time, fingers dancing dangerously against the waistband of your shorts. “Of high thread count sheets.”

You snort. “Everyone likes good sheets, Chan.” 

“Good sheets are important,” he agrees. You feel him trace his pointer finger back up with deadly accuracy, following the swell of your breast upward, skating so close to your nipple that you stop breathing. “Everything alright? You stopped breathing.”

“What?” you squeak. “Oh, yep. I am great.” 

“I don’t know, baby. Are you feeling well? You seem… warm.”

Chan presses his palm flat to your chest, fingers splayed wide. His palm is warm and rough, his touch igniting a fire inside of you. The heat spreads outward, licking at every one of your nerves and setting them ablaze. 

In an effort to ignore him, you lick your lips and say, “Never felt better. I like her boots.” 

His chuckle is low. Throaty. You’re barely holding it together, feeling the ache between your thighs at the firmness of his touch. “See, I don’t know a lot about women’s fashion. But I do know those are not boots. Just like I know you’re not paying attention to the show, Bambi.”

You blink and stare at the TV. Chan’s right. Buffy is in sneakers, though in your unfocused haze they had been blurry and looked like boots from a distance. You swallow down the dryness in your throat, Chan’s hand still pressed flat and warm against your chest. 

“I know that your heart is pounding,” Chan murmurs, voice barely audible as he presses his mouth by your ear. Your eyes flutter shut. “I know that you’re trying really hard not to squeeze those thighs.” 

“You can’t possibly know that.” 

To prove his statement true, Chan’s thumb brushes upward, skating gently over a nipple. On command, your thighs squeeze and you feel the shake of his laughter behind you. 

“I know everything about you, Bambi.” His voice brushes against you like his soft touch. You melt, feeling your weight sink into him further. “I know that you don’t share your food with anyone but me. I know that your favorite episode of Buffy is Hush. I know that you think Buffy should end up with Spike. I know that you are probably soaked right now because being caressed drives you crazy.” 

“Insufficient data,” you breathe. “I recommend research.” 

“You know what? Agreed.” 

Chan moves fast. His hand moves from your chest to between your legs, hands slipping under the waistband of your shorts and panties before you can blink. Your lips part, a breathy noise escaping you as Chan drags a slow finger up your sticky folds. 

“What do you know,” he observes. His fingers idly trail up and down your slit, making you twitch against him. “I was right. Do I win anything?” 

“I thought you said nice guys shouldn’t just win the girl.” 

Chan presses his fingers firmly to your clit, a ripple of pleasure ebbing through you. Your hips lift off the couch slightly but he pushes you back down into his lap, other hand looping around your waist to lock you to him. “Maybe I’m not that nice.”

Slowly, he starts to retract his hand. You whimper, both of your hands shooting to grab the wrist belonging to the hand between your legs. He pauses, fingers pressed between your folds. “You are nice!” 

“Oh?”

“Very nice. You’re my very nice, very sweet boyfriend.” 

“I see.” 

He doesn’t move his hand at all. The space is filled with the low hum of Buffy fighting vampires, the blue flash of the screen falling against your silhouettes, body to body as he holds you tight. You try to get control of your racing heart, but that’s never been easy around Chan.

He knows it.  

“Maybe you know some things,” you admit slowly. “Maybe I was wrong.”

Chan’s resounding chuckle is dangerous, but he slides his hand back down. You loosen your grip on his wrist but keep your hands resting on his forearm, feeling the muscle flex under your fingertips as his fingers resume their debauched exploration. 

“See, that’s another thing I know. I know you hate being wrong, so if you’re wrong… it was because you were doing so intentionally.”

His words fall on unlistening ears. You’re too worked up by the simple way he plays you, too focused on the way his fingers gently circle your clit, the perfect stimulation. Too distracted by the way he dips his head down to sweep his mouth across your throat in open-mouthed kisses. 

“I know you’re… not listening.” He stops and you let out a strangled sound, nails digging into his arms. He presses a wet kiss to your pulse point. “Didn’t think so.”

“Chan.” 

“Hmm?”

“Please don’t tease me.”

“Why not? You were teasing me.” 

You pout. He can’t see it, but you know he knows it’s there. “I like to tease you. I have to keep you humble.” 

A long moan slips from your lips and you tilt your head back to Chan’s shoulder when he presses a finger into your aching cunt. You feel yourself twitch around him, hips swiveling for more friction. 

“Humble? How are you ever going to keep me humble when this pussy gets this wet after I’ve barely touched you?”

Well that’s true. You don’t care, though, turning boneless as Chan strokes you with his fingers properly. It feels so good. Only he knows how to touch you like this, familiar with every button to press and every contour to mold to. 

Heat flushes your neck. Chan presses his lips against your cheek, working your cunt with his fingers as he holds you steadfast. It feels like you might suffocate, totally trapped against him. His skin and breath are hot against you, the air thick. He breathes out a groan when your hips buck upward, Chan dropping all pretext of teasing you.

“Like that,” he breathes, heavy. “Do it exactly how you like it.”

Another finger drives you wild. You fumble over his name, squeezing your eyes shut and meeting the quick strokes of his hand. His palm presses firmly against your clit, letting you grind yourself against him for the extra stimulation. 

You burn up. Briefly you wonder if this flash of euphoric heat is what Icarus felt before the fall. The thought is chased away from the intense pressure in your stomach as Chan presses up against that spot inside you, making stars burst behind your eyes.

“Wait - I’m gonna come in my shorts,” you whine, realizing you still have them on. “Chaaaan.”

“So come in them,” he says simply. “Research has revealed that you have a washer and dryer down the hall, baby. Go ahead.” 

“Fuuuuck.” 

“Come for me. I know you want to.” 

You do want to. A moment of static builds up, your thighs squeezing around his hand so hard he can’t move and then you’re coming around his fingers, your nails biting into the skin of his wrist. His grip across your waist is like iron, holding you to him as you come undone. 

Chan’s mouth presses gentle kisses on your jaw, muttering soft I love yous and fuck yeahs against your burning skin. The burning doesn’t stop, your body flushed with heat as you sink away from your orgasm, turning to molten metal and melting into his hold. 

He leaves you like that for a few minutes, thighs shaking around the hand still shoved between your legs, fingers pressed deep inside of you. It feels intimate, and you crane your neck, driven by the desire to kiss him. Chan’s lips are already there because he knew you would want his lips against yours. 

Just like he knows everything about you. 

Chan’s lips are soft and gentle. His tongue brushes against yours in a slow dance and you lean up into him more, desperate for him. He laughs into the kiss, letting you have your way until you’re panting, sweaty and out of breath again. 

You sag, head on his shoulder as you pant. “Your fingers are still in me.”

“Mhm.” He presses them in harshly, making you jolt. It earns a deep laugh from him. “Maybe we should call this Popcorn & Pussy instead. We’ve barely gotten through a full night of episodes since we started dating.”

“Are you aware you make the worst jokes?” You open your eyes and glance at the screen, only to find that the show has paused between episodes, asking if you’re still watching and if you want to continue. “Are you still watching? No, Buffy. I’m not.”

“No problem.” Chan pulls his hand from between your legs, the wet squelch making you whimper. “I have something else you can watch.” 

“Oh?” 

Chan kisses your temple sweetly before getting up, letting you fall back against the couch while he kneels on the couch and pulls your legs toward his face. You inhale deeply, watching as he looks up through long lashes, a smirk on his face. “Still watching, Bambi?” 

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Submissions for the hottest 80s male musicians

Go wild everyone! We have 256, potentially 516 slots to fill!

Submissions 73/256

List of submitted people

Phil Collins 

Michael Monroe

Duff McKagan

Vince Neil

Kee Marcello

Michael Sweet

Roger Taylor 

Joe Elliott

Sting

Michael Hutchence

Bono

Larry Mullen Jr.

Tom Petty

Axl Rose 

Razzle Dingley

Eddie Van Halen

Dave Mustaine

Nikki Sixx 

Morten Harket

Tommy Lee

John Deacon 

Zakk Wylde

Steven Adler

Slash 

Izzy Stradlin 

Jon Bon Jovi

Richie Sambora

Kelly Nickels

Bret Michaels

Warren Demartini

Sebastian Bach

Rachel Bolan

Jerry Harrison

Eric Brittingham

Steven Tyler

George Harrison

Brian May

Tom Keifer

Mick Mars

Paul Stanley

Joey Tempest

Jani Lane

Prince

David Bowie

Ozzy Osbourne

Sami Yaffa

Angus Young

Rikki Rockett

David Lee Roth

Bobby Dall

Robin Zander

Eric Bazilian

Jimmy Page

Kirk Hammett

James Hetfield

Jason Newsted

Morrissey

Nick Beggs

Steve Clark

Chris Lowe

Rick Savage

Robert Smith

Robbin Crosby

David Sylvian

Daryl Hall

John Oates

Rod Stewart

Billy Squier

Nasty Suicide

Geddy Lee

David Coverdale

George Lynch

Randy Rhoads

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[broadwaydivastournament]

Movie Musical Divas Tournament: Round 1

Rita Moreno (1931- ): West Side Story (1961 - Anita)* | Singin' in the Rain (1952 - Zelda Zanders) | The Vagabond King (1956 - Huguette) | The King and I (1956 - Tuptim) *Dubbed by Marni Nixon for "Tonight Quintet" and Betty Wand for "A Boy Like That"

"I hope someone else sends in some good words about her, because I don't think I could do her justice myself. She's RITA MORENO for god's sake!!!" - anonymous

Marilyn Monroe (1926-1962): Gentlemen Prefer Blondes (1953) Lorelie Lee | Some Like it Hot (1959) Sugar Kane Kowalczyk | There's No Business Like Show Business (1954) Vicky Parker

"And I was shocked that Marilyn Monroe hadn't been submitted yet!! I didn't bother before because I thought someone had already!" - @mygreatadventurehasbegun

This is Round 1 of the Movie Musical Divas tournament. Additional polls in this round may be found by searching #mmround1, or by clicking the link below. Add your propaganda and support by reblogging this post.

ADDITIONAL PROPAGANDA AND MEDIA UNDER CUT: ALL POLLS HERE

Rita Moreno:

Photos and video submitted by: anonymous

Marilyn Monroe:

Lazy - Marilyn Monroe (youtube.com)

"I Wanna Be Loved By You",Marilyn Monroe (youtube.com)

Photos and video submitted by: @mygreatadventurehasbegun

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The Round Two Contenders

Hello, all! As we go into round two, I'll be accepting propaganda for only the following nominees:

Sting

Glenn Gould

Link Wray

Curtis Mayfield

Bob Seger

Oscar Peterson

Eric Stewart

Klaus Voormann

Paul McCartney

Gene Autry

Rod Argent

Fang

Freddie Mercury

John Paul Jones

Sly Stone

Tom Scholz

Justin Hayward

Roger Hodgson

Bo Diddley

Rick Wright

Gram Parsons

Geddy Lee

Ray Manzarek

Sam Cooke

Jimi Hendrix

David Gilmour

Noel Redding

Fats Domino

Eric Burdon

Jim Morrison

Bjorn Ulvaeus

Smokey Robinson

Nat King Cole

Dave Davies

Ray Brown

Ron Mael

Ian Curtis

Arlo Guthrie

Micky Dolenz

Syd Barrett

Chuck Berry

Renato Zero

Bruce Springsteen

Al Green

Miles Davis

Bill Bruford

Charles Brown

Mickey Finn

Bob Marley

Eric Dolphy

Neil Peart

Alan Parsons

Brian May

Neil Diamond

Mick Taylor

Robin Zander

Billy Preston

Mik Kaminski

Tony Bennett

Mick Ronson

Steve Miller

Tony Levin

Johnny Cash

Stevie Wonder

Gordon Lightfoot

Frank Zappa

Ernie Ford

David Coverdale

Marvin Gaye

Buddy Holly

Marc Bolan

Rory Gallagher

Todd Rundgren

Willie Dixon

Joe Strummer

Carl Palmer

David Bowie

Alvin Lee

Rick Danko

Clyde McPhatter

Cab Calloway

John Oates

Kenny Loggins

Roy Orbison

John Fogerty

Richie Havens

Ricky Nelson

Denny Laine

Otis Redding

Dave Vanian

John Coltrane

Elton John

BB King

Dean Martin

Rob Grill

Don Henley

Russell Mael

Jimmy Page

Cat Stevens

Tommy Shaw

Robbie Robertson

Phil Ochs

David Byrne

Steve Winwood

Donald Fagen

Carlos Santana

Peter Hammill

Tom Jones

Bev Bevan

Clarence Clemons

Sammy Davis Jr

Robert Lamm

Bobby Darin

Johnny Mathis

Tony Banks

Robert Plant

Brian Eno

Benny Andersson

Barry Gibb

John Deacon

Pete Seeger

Phil Lynott

Andy Gibb

George Harrison

Mickey Hart

Prince

Jack Bruce

Keith Moon

Those in bold have lots of propaganda already, so they're low priority. Rules for submitting propaganda are in the FAQ. If there are multiple people in the photo, please tell me which one the propaganda's for. Good luck to the round two musicians!

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Wondering potentially who to add to artfight.... these guys require actual refs, which is why pollin...Bwah. also set for a week cuz its 9 pm almost 10 pm n all

under tthe cut are the images of em

Zanderous

Gemma

Clockman

Mirdan (i need to kinda redo his design ish)

The Narrative

[starcanwrecked-confessions]

I know someone in real life named Xander Lee. His name is actually spelled Zander but it’s pronounced the same way so I think it counts.

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Characters for my Scott Pilgrim AU (so far):

Hailey -> Scott Pilgrim himself

Jake -> Ramona Flowers

Daisy -> Wallace Wells

Zander -> Stacy Pilgrim

Milly -> Kim Pine

Stacy -> Knives Chau

Sadie -> Mobile

Henry -> Matthew Patel

Maria -> Lucas Lee

Liam -> Todd Ingram

Drew -> Roxie Richter

Zoey n Lia -> Ken n Kyle Katayanagi

Max -> Gideon Graves

Lettuce-Chan-> the demons hipster girlies

MORE TBA

Btw the AU isn't 1:1 with Scott Pilgrim but is mainly based on the comics with some elements from Takes Off

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Roughnecks: Starship Troopers Chronicles - Syndication - August 30, 1999 - April 3, 2000

Animated / Science Fiction (40 episodes) (4 clip shows)

Running Time: 30 minutes

Voice Stars:

Private/Corporal/Sergeant/Lieutenant John T. "Johnny" Rico (voiced by Rino Romano)

Private Isabelle "Dizzy" Flores (voiced by Elizabeth Daily) 

Lieutenant Jean Razak (voiced by Jamie Hanes)

Sergeant Francis Brutto (voiced by David DeLuise)

Corporal Richard "Doc" LeCroix (voiced by James Horan)

Corporal Jeff "Goss" Gossard (voiced by Bill Fagerbakke)

Lieutenant/Ensign Carmen Ibanez (voiced by Tish Hicks) 

Lieutenant/Major Zander Barcalow (voiced by Nicholas Guest)

Special Operations Tactician Carl Jenkins (voiced by Rider Strong)

Private Robert "Paperboy" Higgins (voiced by Alexander Polinsky)

Private "Colonel" T'Phai (voiced by Steve Staley) 

Commander Marlow (voiced by Thomas Wagner) 

General Miriam Redwing (voiced by Irene Bedard) 

Sky Marshal Sanchez (voiced by R. Lee Ermey) 

Lt. Earl Walker (voiced by Michael Harrington) 

C.H.A.S. (Cybernetic Humanoid Assault System) (voiced by Ed Hopkins)

Drill Instructor/Sergeant Charlie Zim – (voiced by Clancy Brown)

[royal-apple-cider-martini]

Since Lysander is a long name, maybe he can have a nickname? I made a list of possible nicknames!

Lys

Sander

Sandy

Ly

Lander

Andy

Zan

Lyle

Lee

Zander

Bunny: As much as I hate the name “Andy” for personal reasons, it would be kinda adorable to call Lysander that. I also like “Lyle” and “Lee” as nicknames too. I can also see Angel Dust called the baby “Zannie”

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Propaganda List for Round Three

Hey, folks! Round two just finished up, and now I'm accepting post propaganda for round three. Please see the FAQ for rules on submitting. The following are advancing to round three:

Jimi Hendrix

Robert Plant

Geddy Lee

Donald Fagen

Carlos Santana

Bill Bruford

Curtis Mayfield

Freddie Mercury

Bev Bevan

Neil Peart

David Coverdale

Al Green

Alvin Lee

John Deacon

Stevie Wonder

Justin Hayward

Cab Calloway

Andy Gibb

Otis Redding

Roger Hodgson

Johnny Cash

Phil Ochs

John Paul Jones

Jim Morrison

Todd Rundgren

Russell Mael

Gram Parsons

Mick Taylor

Bruce Springsteen

Cat Stevens

Dave Davies

Syd Barrett

Mick Ronson

Rick Wright

Mickey Finn

Ray Manzarek

David Byrne

Renato Zero

Marc Bolan

Oscar Peterson

Brian Eno

Brian May

Frank Zappa

Elton John

Prince

George Harrison

John Fogerty

Eric Dolphy

Robin Zander

Billy Preston

Link Wray

Glenn Gould

David Bowie

Paul McCartney

Sammy Davis Jr

Rob Grill

Johnny Mathis

Buddy Holly

Steve Winwood

Robbie Robertson

Clarence Clemons

Marvin Gaye

Arlo Guthrie

Carl Palmer

Those in bold already have a lot of propaganda and are low priority. Round three starts March 6th at midnight, so you have until then to submit for the poll post. Good luck, everyone!

[dirthara-dalen]

Lee is very close with his eldest sister Azura. As a child and into his early teens he thought he knew everything about his sister until she became pregnant with her son, Orion. She refused to speak of who the father was claiming he was a dead beat in an attempt to keep Lee from looking into him.

Zander was an SIS agent who met Azura during a job together. Lee did not know his sister was also an SIS agent. Apparently Azura had learnt that their ancestor, Theron Shan, had been an SIS agent and had taken an interest in the profession. While Azura left the SIS to raise their son and later, with Lee's help, teach her son how to use the force (Orion eventually became a bounty hunter). Zander did remain and did transition into imperial intelligence acting as a mole for the Eternal Alliance. Zander left the ISB after Azura was killed on Alderaan in order to be there for their son.

ocs in pics:

top row: Azura, Zander

Bottom: Lee. Orion

[tullefaerie]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ A LITTLE OVERVIEW.

일. Personal Information

Birth Name: 이지현 (Rom: Lee Ji-Hyun)

English Name: Mildred Keziah Lee

Date of Birth: December 25, 2004

Astrological Sign: Capricorn

Hometown: Jeju Island, South Korea

Residence: New York City, U.S.A.

Nationality: Korean-American

Ethnicity: Korean-American

Orientation: Demisexual

Pronouns: She/Her

Relationship Status: Single

Occupation: Actress, Model

이. General Appearance

Faceclaim: Jang Wonyoung of IVE

Appearance: Zia, standing at 1.73 meters tall, is the embodiment of grace in regard to how she presents herself to the crowd. She takes pride in her slim figure and long legs the most, considering it her main asset. Her charming features do not end at that, however. She also mirrors a fairy-like visual with how she is perceived by the public to be divine and ethereal when seen up close.

Wardrobe: The lady often wears tulle skirts partnered with any kind of top (as long as it matches the look and color of the skirt).

Scent: Lancôme La Vie est Belle

삼. Personality

Positives: passionate, kind, charming, graceful, modest.

Negatives: gullible, mindlessly talks a lot when stressed.

Neutral: carefree, perfectionist, sensitive, clingy.

사. Personality Types

MBTI: INFP, The Mediator

Temperament: Phlegmatic-Sanguine

Enneagram: 4w3, The Enthusiast

Archetype: The Lover

Alignment: Neutral Good

오. Familial Ties

Mother: 권현미 (Rom: Kwon Hyun-Mi) / Criselda Kwon

Faceclaim: Lee Ji-Ah (Actress)

Father: 이재혁 (Rom: Lee Jae-Hyeok) / Xian Lee

Faceclaim: Kim Joo-Hun (Actor)

Sister: 이지선 (Rom: Lee Ji-Sun) / Czariah Lee

Faceclaim: Park Cho-Rong (Apink)

Brother: 이지훈 (Rom: Lee Ji-Hoon) / Zander Lee

Faceclaim: Jeon Won-Woo (Seventeen)

육. Interests

Likes: sweets, tulle skirts, fashion, classical music, perfumes, nature, romcom films/series, pilates, yoga, ribbons, plushies, pastel colours.

Dislikes: sea/ocean, bugs, salty/oily foods, unproductive days, disruption from her usual routine, rude people.

Hobbies: attending yoga classes or pilates sessions, listening to music at least two hours a day, sleeping, eating sweets, taking long baths at night time.

칠. Education

Primary: North London Collegiate School Jeju

Secondary: Seoul of Performing Arts

Tertiary: New York University

[metal-sludge]

Stevie and Bret look like they can be related well as cousins in my opinion

so!! according to Stevie's diary, the TUFF flier that requested singers to audition for the role Stevie would eventually take required mentioned: "Singer wanted. influenced by David Lee Roth, Vince Neil, Bret Michaels, Robin Zander" [source]. so yes, i think in terms of both Bret and Stevie having that blonde hair and bandana look, they are quite similar and it's intentional.

during the pre-production for TUFF's debut album, What Comes Around Goes Around, Bret actually contributed the song called Wake Me Up :)) of course, Stevie did a lot of editing to make the final version that we now know on the album [source].

anyhow!!!! even though Stevie does look like Bret, he was actually trying to look like Vince Neil [source]! i am glad he ended up being closer to Bret than to V*nce though tbh